Monday, August 30, 2010

that I started blogging again...Apparently, my mind just decided that since it's called "Summer Break" that I should take a break from blogging. Apparently.This past Summer just flew by. It was like a blur. It seems we were really busy this Summer. Not to mention, it was HOT. VERY HOT. UNUSUALLY HOT. ALL. THE. TIME. Maybe it was the heat (that's my story and I'm sticking to it), but I was even a slacker at going to the pool. I know. My titles of "Sun Goddess" and "Pool Wife" were lost (or at least that's what all of our friends say)! Now, of course, I'm wishing I could get Summer back. Ugh...can't ever be happy.Well, nothing I can do about it now. Except try to relive it through this blog.Since I rarely ever take a lunch break while at work, I've decided that I'm going to spend at least one lunch hour during the week updating my blog -- after all, the whole point of this is to be a diary of sorts for the boys to "remember" what their lives were like at every age. So, with that being said, stay tuned. I'm going back to the beginning of Summer and will slowly, but surely, update you guys on our Summer of Fun, Heat and everything else.Really quick...updates from this weekend -- Brent went alligator hunting, leaving me and the boys to ourselves. We did a little bit of everything this weekend. Friday, Palmer and I partied by the pool with the neightbors, while Peyton weazled an invitation out of his best friend to go skating. We were lazy Saturday morning, but finally gathered enough energy to go to the pool for a few hours, go see Nanny McPhee Returns (which has now become one of my all-time favorite children's movies) and dinner at Moe's. This also happened to be our first Sunday of not having Brent to help me on Sunday morning before Church. Whew. Never thought I'd enjoy getting up at 5 a.m. on a Sunday morning, but it's all worth it. We were actually early to Church, so the boys helped me get ready for the babies. I managed to get them to Sunday School on time, and we even went to Cracker Barrel for lunch (to have breakfast...and no one killed each other while waiting for our table). And to top it all off, we donated a big old bag of groceries to GraceWorks -- the mission arm of church collecting food for children on reduced lunch plans to take home over and eat on the weekends. The drop-off times -- 1 to 6 -- we got there a little early at 12:45 and there was already a line...WOW!Anyway, stay tuned. Posts and Pictures are a coming...Beautifully Blessed and Truly Thankful,Chasity PS...So ready to not be a single Mom anymore!

Perfectly Phillips

I'm Chasity... Wife to Brent | Mother to Peyton and Palmer | Daughter to Barbara and Gerald | Daughter-in-law to Mary Kay | Sister to Chris | Sister-in-law to Jody, Reid and Linda | Aunt to Kira and Dylan | Friend to those who want to be my friend | Most importantly, Child of God! Among all of these things, I'm...well, let's see...all about preserving memories (hence this blog). I'm a Florida (sunshine) girl living in Nashville, TN. Proud Florida State graduate (GO SEMINOLES!) I'm definitely a Type A person that wishes, wishes, I could be a Type B, but then again, 13 years ago, I married a Type B, so we make a perfect pair! And our boys...Peyton's little Brent and Palmer is me made over! The Lord has blessed our family with more than I ever imagined! ALL my boys are my heart!

This is Brent. I married him for his heart. He's my best friend (and sometimes my 3rd boy). He's the boys' best friend. He's a hard worker and big kid all rolled into one. He's wild. He's crazy...usually the life of the party. He's a Type B personality, which makes for a very interesting relationship. We've learned over the years how to push each other's buttons, but at the end of the day, we also know how to make each other smile. How to lean on each other. How to love one another!

This is Peyton Bailey. He's Little Brent in the making all the time. His love language is "gifts" and his favorite food is "cereal." He's a negotiator like no other. He's usually very laidback (except when Palmer is driving him crazy). He's your typical firstborn...he wants to do everything perfectly. He'll push to see how far he can get, but does it very cautiously. He's the world's biggest Seminole fan and future FSU Seminole baseball player. He's a good kid and my future "pastor." God gave me Peyton so that I would want another child...

This is Palmer Bailey. He's 7 and STILL VERY GOOD AT IT! He's me made over...kind of scary sometimes, but I understand him...we get each other! His love language is the same as mine, "words of affirmation." His favorite food is "pancakes." He's a smart little booger and stubborn as all get out. He and Peyton are opposites. He's my "spirited" child, drama prince and future "broadway star." He does everything at 100% -- laughs, cries, loves, screams -- nothing is half way. God gave me Palmer so that I would wait to have more children...and yes, I'd have another one just like him!

This is Brooke Somersby. She's lost her Mom and Dad in the last two years and handled it with grace. She's the owner of our house...we just live in it with her. She's a terrible guard dog. A bread stealer. A food swiper, and all together spoiled rotten. She wouldn't have it any other way. To us, she's part of our world. To her, we are her world.